Pixies Mythical Creature Novels & Stories

"Each of the realms have a portal almost inaccessible, but most creatures of the realm ended up unlocking it and moving to other realms. Like human world and the myth world. When the humans discovered we were beast they hunted us down till we returned to our realm, having mated with their daughters and sons, creatures like us were created and the populate your world till today. Or maybe just by a bite or scratch. Those are fake, the real mythical creatures are right in this realm! You must be wondering about the other portals and the other creatures huh?" Ethan quickly nodded as he took note. "Inside the mythic realm we don't have planets but portals, these portals are a sort of planet or co

I think it should be his hand, a kind of reptilian as well as fish characteristics of the 'hand'. "Fantastic, isn't it?" The sound from behind interrupted my observation. I looked back and saw Alice, who had regained her senses, staring at the creature in front of me with an intense gaze, one that, even if it did not land on me, I could feel in it an amazing sense of desire, sticky glue together to eat it alive. "It's a synthesis of almost everything good about advanced biology."

"The answer to that classification is in their numbers." Erik said, answering his own question. He then waved his hand again and the illusion of the single cornish pixie multiplied in fifty of them. Erik waved his hand again and the swarm of fifty cornish pixies started to fly around the classroom, above the students' heads, and scaring some of them. "Don't worry, they are only illusions." Erik said, reassuring the students safety. "Cornish pixies are classified as XXX magical creatures because they are never alone. They tend to live in colonies of more than twenty individuals. The biggest swarm ever registered had more than three hundred pixies."

I walked further and was looking for a dark pixie soul. Dark pixies are souls of typical pixies after death. They have slimy skin and deformed body parts. As a matchmaker and a witch, I ask for their presence to get some information. With that, I would ask them to change their faces into the mates of each individual coming to me. It was our tradition of ritual that I came to master myself. It was like forever was not enough to wait for this creature to appear. I kept on walking and looking at each soul I pass by.

They are said to bring bad luck because of their fears of magical beast. *Dwarves A race that consist of humanoid creature with short legs and arms with muscular bodies. They have large mouths and two fangs protruding upwards from their bottom lips. They are blacksmiths and they produce beast weapons. *Pixies Creatures with a small body like a little child, long necks and big black beast eyes. They have blue skins and are known to play tricks on humans leading them to their deaths. *Banshee A humanoid creature that have the look of a woman. With white skin and long black hair. They are known to see the future and screams when there is danger.

I lowered my head as I strictly reprimanded her. Pixie chuckled. “What’s so funny?” I questioned because she dramatically transitioned from being angry to now amused. “Heron made a wish,” Pixie wags her tail in delight. “So?” Bewildered, I waited for clarity. “He’s our mate. We can grant him that small favor,” Pixie arrogantly blows on her right paw and cleans it against her chest. “We are half fairy so let me take control for a few minutes.” “Hell no!” I adamantly refused because I foresaw her attacking Varla. That would make Heron upset at me and I wouldn’t risk it.

I could feel the uneasiness in my wolf merely thinking about one of the pollies going in to see Amanda at that time when she happened to be her weakest. The pollies were certain hybrid creatures that had no other aim in life but to have sex. They were such creepy creatures who could even lay their life just so they could have sex and they weren’t ordinary, they could appear at any given time in any given place. They couldn’t live in packs so they lived in exile after many of them had sexually assaulted many pack members in the past but it didn’t stop them. Nothing stopped them because they had a gift that was given to them by the witches which made them able to disappear and reappear anywher

So, on behalf of her, I gnash my teeth, exposing my fangs, then they were frightened. "It's alright! They are my friends," Matheo finally gave us an introduction. "We're taking this passage to enter the forest of the Moon's Order pack soon." Then Matheo talks to us. "By the way, these creatures are called Pishney or Pishnies. They're created also by the ancient Eldar referenced after the image of wolves. They are the inhabitants of this forest!"

she told them. The witches came forward and bowed to her" high priestess" they muttered. "It seem the witches had taken her a thier leader" Nimue told Pius who was standing next to her. "Three mythical creatures but one woman ruled them all. This is the beginning of a new era of peace" Nimue said and Pius nodded his head in agreement. ****** A few years later The three mythical creatures now lived side by side with each other, with Alpha and his hybrid mate. Peace rained among the creatures and werewolves began to find their mate in banshees and also in witches.

My hands get clammy as Rodrick continues. "The only way to stop yourself from getting affected, one must not inhale the dust or avoid it at all cost. Male pixies are only able to make dust when they are searching for a female pixie to mate with. Female pixies are only able to make dust when their eggs are fertilized."